This villa is built on the hillside. The fog makes Chongqing look like a fairyland. This fog disperses in the sunlight and, through some physical principle, forms a rainbow bridge in the clouds.
Ouyang Yusheng looked at her intoxicated profile, admiring such a beautiful scene.
He wasn't an unrestrained man, but they rarely left the room. She was always reluctant to let him leave, even saying that although Chinese food was delicious, it took too long, and that Western food was more time-efficient, so she ate more Western food when she was with him.
Besides the Republican-era building, she also took him to the ancient town. Sitting in a wooden house by the river, they watched the bustling boats on the waterway and the bustling streets every three days. At night, when no one was around, she plunged into the cold, clear water. In the moonlight, she looked like a mermaid. Ouyang Yusheng was like a person appreciating a painting, and she was a series of unique masterpieces. For this month, she belonged to him.
A month passed quickly, and Lu Yang, at the courtyard, grew anxious. Mu Zishan hadn't heard from her for a month. Xiaoxue had declined all cases and was reorganizing her previous files. She had only heard from Mu Zishan a month earlier: "I won't take any cases for now." As usual, she packed up and left.
"Do you think something will happen to her?" Lu Yang asked.
"What could happen?" Zhuo Qiang thought he was making a fuss out of nothing. Mu Zishan must have had something to do with her disappearance. Besides, with her intelligence, she wouldn't be easily fooled.
"What about kidnapping?" Lu Yang became more and more anxious the more he thought about it. "With her personality, if she offends someone, she won't even know."
There was a sound of a vehicle outside. Zhuo Qiang turned on the surveillance camera at the door from the TV on the wall and saw Mu Zishan and a man getting out of the car. They seemed to say something, and then she walked in.
"Who is he?" Lu Yang looked carefully. Mu Zishan was rarely so intimate with men, and he even kissed her on the face.
Zhuo Qiang quickly turned off the TV and stood up, just in time to run into Mu Zishan: "You're back!"
She glanced at him and Lu Yang, the atmosphere was a little strange: "What's wrong? I can't come back?" She handed the bag in her hand to her aunt, which contained Chongqing specialties.
"Are you back to Chongqing?" Lu Yang asked.
"I also visited Wang Yao by the way." She prepared to go back to her room.
"Are you alone?" Lu Yang asked.
She stopped and looked at him: "No, there is another friend."
"Is he the man who sent you back?" Lu Yang asked.
Zhuo Qiang wanted to ease the awkwardness and said, "He meant why not take us with him?"
Lu Yang also felt a little excited and sighed: "I'm glad you're back."
After returning, Ouyang Yusheng invited her to dinner many times, but she refused. Later, he entered the courtyard as a customer, and Xiaoxue took her across the courtyard and into the east room, which had been converted into a reception room.
Lu Yang, who was playing games in the living room, suddenly stood up and asked, "Is it him?"
"Who?" Zhuo Qiang also looked outside. "The person who brought Mu Zishan back last time."
The two men quietly slipped into the east room and saw the people inside through the connecting window.
"Mr. Ouyang, is there anything we can help you with?" Xiaoxue asked, holding the file with only a few words on it.
"I want to find someone."
"Who is it?" Xiaoxue asked.
"Muzishan."
Xiaoxue was a little surprised and looked at Muzishan, not knowing what to ask. It was obvious that this person was coming for Muzishan.
"Xiaoxue, pour this gentleman a cup of coffee." Mu Zishan finally spoke.
"OK."
After Xiaoxue left, she was no longer serious: "Haha, why bother making a special trip just for a meal."
In Lu Yang's opinion, Mu Zishan is now like Zhuo Qiang, who takes advantage of women and is eager to get rid of the person in front of him.
Zhuo Qiang was intrigued. He had researched this man extensively, but knew very little about him. He judged that Ouyang Yusheng had taken a fancy to her. As for what had happened between them, the usually carefree Mu Zishan hadn't left the house for the past few days.
"You've been avoiding me since we came back from Chongqing," he tapped the table with his slender fingers, "Could it be that there was something else between us that month besides..."
"Haha," she interrupted him, "I think you don't lack women."
"What? Are you tired?" His fingers broke the pen she had spent a lot of money to buy.
Mu Zishan felt a little distressed, frowned, and raised his lips: "Some things are like wine, when you are drunk, you are in the artistic conception, when you sober, you are in the reality."
He didn't like her poetic way of speaking. Seeing some photos on her wall, he got a little angry and asked, "Do you like one of them?"
His words gave the peepers goosebumps. At this moment, Xiaoxue walked in, placed the coffee in front of them, cleaned up the mess on the floor, and left. She didn't want to answer the question.
"Do you love me?" he asked suddenly, "at least once..."
"No." She answered firmly. She didn't deny that she was with him half because he looked like her brother, and the other half was that she needed him to prove herself, to prove that she could walk out of the shadow left by her brother, and she succeeded.
His eyes were bloodshot, but he suppressed the anger in his heart: "Then what do you mean by sleeping with me?"
The voyeur behind the wall held his breath.
Mu Zishan knew this man was dangerous, and offending him wouldn't do her any good. Even now, she knew nothing about him besides his name. "Maybe it was the atmosphere, you know, it was the hormones that were kicking in, a natural reaction for all animals."
It was quiet, too quiet, and he decided to get up and leave. Xiaoxue outside was startled by his coldness and watched him walk out of the yard.
Lu Yang and Zhuo Qiang returned to their rooms, each of them immersed in the words they had heard.
Sure enough, after their last conversation, Mu Zishan didn't receive any more calls from Ouyang Yusheng. While she was investigating his true identity, she was also perfunctory in her questioning from Lu Yang.
"Zishan, how did you get to know him? What's the relationship between you two? Also, who is he?" Lu Yang was very worried about her, afraid that she would meet a bad guy. At least in his opinion, the man just now was not a good person.
"I'll handle it myself," she said, not wanting to tell him the whole story.
Recently she took on another difficult case. A university professor was defrauded of millions by a fraud group, but he still didn't know the identity of the fraud group, and there was no clue for the police to trace the whereabouts of the money.
In fact, she had already handled numerous fraud cases, both large and small. Initially, she had disdained the despicable tactics employed by these scammers, but this time, Xiaoxue wanted her to take the case, and she hoped she wouldn't charge exorbitant fees. Xiaoxue felt that charging exorbitant fees, as she had for other cases, would be a profound disrespect for intellectuals. Perhaps because of Xiaoxue's rare sense of justice, Xiaoxue worried that refusing her plea would mean losing a valuable assistant.
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